Saliva gathered quickly, warm and slick, mixing between us until it spilled from the corners of our mouths in thin, glistening strands that connected our lips even when we pulled back for breath.
I moaned softly into him, a high and needy sound that vibrated against his tongue, and he answered with a low hum that sent sparks straight down my spine to my untouched pussy.
His hand went to my ass and cupped it too, squeezing and massaging it with both hands as I hung my arms around his neck, replicating what he was doing to my mouth.
His palms were large enough to cover most of each cheek completely; fingers spread wide so the soft flesh spilled between them, then squeezed inward in slow, firm kneads that made my skin dimple and rebound under the pressure.
The heat from his touch radiated straight through me, pooling low in my belly and making my pussy clench on nothing.
